"I’m getting bad again but I’m too tired to care."
— (via mydemisee)
"Maybe, just maybe, I’m the faller. Every family has, like, someone who falls, who doesn’t make the grade, who stumbles, who life trips up. Maybe I’m our faller."
— Kit Kat, About Time (2013)
(Source: getattached, via days-with-him)
"I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all."
— Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters. (via nevahmind)
(Source: larmoyante, via days-with-him)
"And so you get up in the morning and go to work or school, and really, it’s just like any other day except for the heavy feeling in your stomach and the bags under your eyes. It makes you wonder when you’ll stop feeling so sad."
— Midnight thoughts (via unholy-aura)
(Source: reality-escape-artist, via days-with-him)
I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Book Of Hours (via fathomage)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via i-pulledthetrigger)
"I am afraid of getting older. I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient."
— Sylvia Plath written in 1949 at age 17. (via dontbesadlove)
(Source: learningfromthehands, via i-pulledthetrigger)
"What I needed seemed to be absent everywhere."
— Charles Bukowski in introduction for John Fante’s ”Ask the Dust” (via wordsthat-speak)
"I am carrying such weights of absolute sadness that I must at any moment be dragged down into the deepest sea and the person trying to seize or even “rescue” me would give up, not from weakness, not even from hopelessness but from sheer annoyance."
— Franz Kafka, Letters To Milena. (via theburnthatkeepseverything)
"You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit."
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via gnastly)
(Source: letteratura-litterature, via i-pulledthetrigger)